Disclaimer: I owned them. And then woke up and realised it was just a dream. Shame.
Author's Note: So apologies for breaking the rule and posting these a week late or so. My life went into a particularly violent blender the last couple of weeks, so needless to say, my angst made it difficult for me to attempt the challenge. But back I am, and here is the product of my labours. 100 words on the dot, according to Microsoft Word.
Warnings/Spoilers: Wee!chester fic. Dean and Mary in a variation of hurt&bloody!Dean. Hope you guys like it.
Hurt
Ouch! Ow, ow, ow...the word was on repeat as he stared at his fingers, the image blurring as tears swam in his eyes.
But he wouldn't cry, he thought, even as the pain proved too much, tears slipping down his cheeks and sobs crushing past lips gripped tightly together.
And oh god, there was blood! Where were the angels that were supposedly protecting him?
"Oh Dean," murmured a voice rich in love. "Come here angel. I'll make it all better for you." As Dean snuggled to his mummy, he thought, yeah, she makes it all better and perfect for him.
